The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 155: Extreme Confrontation
"Brother Zhang, I cannot repay you for this kindness for now. From now on, as long as you say a word, we brothers will do our best to help you. You are a brother closer to me than my own brothers."

"It's strange to say these things. We are close friends, why are you being polite?"

Zhang Huan curled his hands.

He was right about Bai Qi. Although he was a little dissolute in normal times, he was also a man of affection and righteousness, and he knew right from wrong and grudges.

However, just in case, you still have to use the Du Shen Jue to control it before improving your bloodline, just to be cautious.

Forget about the other three, Zhang Huan doesn't think highly of them and it would be a waste of his magic power to convert them.

After having some simple snacks in the teahouse, someone said goodbye with an apology. His father was going to take him to a place farther away from the White Tiger Clan, and this time he came with the idea of ​​having one last reunion.

The tribe's territory is unstable and it is already struggling to protect itself, so naturally they cannot take care of their scattered members.

In addition, many people have set their sights on the bloodlines of the two clans and the treasures on them, and have attacked them openly or covertly. The situation of the clansmen of the two clans outside has become quite difficult.

"You want to leave? The county governor here is a subordinate of the Zhang family, and they have a good relationship with our clan. With him and the law enforcement team as protection, it is definitely safer than other places."

Someone said worriedly, thinking about him.

There are not many places like this that can shelter members of the two tribes now. It is even more dangerous outside, and there are often rumors of members going missing.

If there is no foolproof plan, it is best to stay where you are and hide in the city. At least you are in the public eye and no one dares to do anything wrong in the county.

“After all, the county governor here is not a direct descendant of the two clans. He is just an outsider affiliated with the Zhang family. He just follows the rules and does what the Zhang family does.

Now that the two clans are in turmoil, their influence on these subordinates has been greatly weakened. In addition, he is already old, but he still refuses to abdicate and is demanding the longevity elixir.
He may not be loyal to the Zhang family. He has become more and more afraid of death in recent years. My father is worried that he will betray us. "

"We can still use the tiger's skin to deter him now, so we don't have to worry for the time being, but as time goes on, he and those who are thinking about us may not dare to take action."

“My father told me that he has a long-time friend in the Northern Territory, a close friend. My father has saved the other person’s life many times, so he can be absolutely trusted.

The other party came all the way to Zhongzhou, wanting to escort us to the Northern Territory for refuge. We'll talk about it after the storm has passed.
Anyone of you who wishes to leave can follow my father to the North Territory. We will set off at midnight."

The other three were a little surprised: "So fast?"

"Yes, there are bound to be some risks in this trip, so the sooner the better. The situation in Zhongzhou has become increasingly serious. Father is afraid that it will be even more difficult to sneak across in a few days."

One of them stood up and said, "I will go back and discuss it with my father. If possible, my father will come to visit us in person."

"Everyone, I'll take my leave first. And Brother Zhang, I'll keep your divine source in mind and will bring gifts to you next time I return."

After paying his respects solemnly, he retreated amid the considerate looks of the crowd, quickened his pace, and left the teahouse in no time, looking impatient.

Seeing that one of them was already attracted, the woman who proposed to go to the Northern Territory turned her gaze to Zhang Huan again.

"I remember that Brother Zhang is also from the Northern Territory. Have you completed your mission? The return journey is long. If you don't mind, why don't you come with us?"

"My father is a powerful saint of the sixth level, and the close friend who picked us up is also quite powerful, enough to ensure that we can arrive safely in the Northern Territory."

"Sixth level of Saint, can this little Karami really reach the Northern Territory without any trouble?"

Zhang Huan secretly complained.

"Besides, why would I go to the Northern Territory if I don't stay in Zhongzhou? Do you really think I'm from the Northern Territory?"

After pretending to hesitate, Zhang Huan declined: "To be honest, this trip is not yet complete. I am afraid I will have to stay in Zhongzhou for a while, so I will not go back with Brother Hu."

"I understand, but it's a pity. I still want to take advantage of Brother Zhang. You're my only acquaintance in the Northern Territory."

In the end, two people left, and the number of people decreased from four to two. The remaining two, Da Hu and Bai Qi, were also very hesitant, but they did not act rashly and just told their elders roughly.

That night, the group left and met with people from the Northern Territory on a hilltop, then quickly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, Zhang Huan transformed Bai Li, injected a trace of precious blood into him, and used a green copper block to help refine it, blending it into his blood, repeating the process over and over again.

He did not use the same method as the White Tiger clan's direct descendants, as that would have been too obvious.

Instead, it directly brings out the maximum effect of the precious blood, refines and absorbs it, and roughly improves the aptitude and bloodline. After a certain concentration, it is not much different from reversion to the ancestral state.

As long as he doesn't say it, it would be a reversion to his ancestral state. Even if the elders of the White Tiger Clan examined every bit of flesh and blood, they would not be able to find any clues.

The next day, the fathers were overjoyed to find that Bai Qi's characteristics were closer to those of their direct descendants. They decided to guard the clan land here and hide even deeper.

Half a month passed quickly.

During this period of time, Zhang Huan practiced while refining Bai Qi's blood. Now he has completely reverted to his ancestral state and his blood is rich.

Thanks to the enhancement of the precious blood, his appearance and cultivation have also been greatly improved and changed. They are completely different from before and his aptitude has improved by several levels.

Zhang Huan would occasionally go to a teahouse to sit and observe the spies of this divine organization with his spiritual sense, and identified a superior who frequently contacted them.

From this person, the connection extended to the backstage, and as expected, it involved the Western Religion. This religion appeared to be a force in Central China, but in fact it was a thorn in the side of the Divine Organization and the headquarters of Honghuang.

In the past, the ancient ancestor of the Western religion was still a serious figure in Central China, but his master was replaced without anyone noticing.

No wonder the divine organization even sent the supreme weapon to the Great Sage of the West. Considering the importance of Honghuang, it would be a lie if they didn’t take it seriously.

The identity of the slender-feathered courtesan is becoming more and more curious. Could she be the descendant of a high-ranking official, carrying a green copper block with her?
As the situation changed, the number of strong men in Zhongzhou increased exponentially, and most of them rushed to Kunlun.

They first bullied the two tribes, and then found that there was no profit to be made from the two tribes hiding in their turtle shells, so most of the people who came entered the Kunlun Mountains.

The opportunity cannot be missed. Whether it is the secret of becoming an immortal or the various legendary immortal treasures, they are enough to make them embark on this journey of no return that risks their lives.

On this day, two magnificent streaks of light streaked across the sky, one black and one white, emitting a strong and extremely powerful pressure that came from the void of the universe.

The two tribes' supreme imperial soldiers have finally returned. They have been gone for so long that many people thought they were gone or trapped.

Who would have thought that he would come back at such an awkward time, which was neither too early nor too late? It shouldn't have happened. He should have come back early or it would have taken a long time.
"They could have returned at any time since they escaped from the trap that day. The delay of so long only proves that they do not take the descendants of their tribe seriously at all."

Zhang Huan ignored them. They were either busy with other things or trying to catch him. No matter which one they were, they had never thought about the millions of descendants of the clan.

"The Supreme Emperor's soldiers have returned, and the clan is saved."

"Finally, we don't have to be timid anymore. We've been bullied these days. We're going to take revenge on everyone." The few remaining direct descendants of the Zhang family celebrated and walked out openly to welcome the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

People from thousands of miles around who came with various plans were all frightened and retreated, as they were within the sphere of influence of the Zhang family in the past.

Now that the imperial soldiers have returned and seen the devastation in the clan’s land, they might just fly into a rage and vent their anger on them.

However, strangely, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd did not move, but floated in the air, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, another extreme pressure loomed, and a quasi-emperor carrying the River Map and Luo Shu tore through space and descended directly over the Zhang family's territory.

He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, but had never made a move, hiding in the void until the Immortal-Slaying Gourd returned and forced him out.

"As expected of the emperor's soldier, the pressure is not small.
You have hidden your energy in your body, and the flying knife hidden in the gourd is ready to be launched, but I am not here to cause a great war."

The old quasi-emperor shook his head and told the Immortal-Slaying Gourd not to be so alert.

"Then you should retreat. This place belongs to the Jidao Zhang family. No one is allowed to invade without my permission."

The Immortal-Slaying Gourd had a very tough attitude and was unwilling to say more, and wanted to send the guest away immediately.

"Haha, I think the imperial soldiers have sensed it too. The White Tiger Tribe can't come because they also have guests."

"What do you want to say? Get straight to the point."

"I just want to discuss a few agreements. Lord Huang Bing doesn't want all the extreme forces in the prehistoric world to target your two families, right?"

In the void, two more extreme auras descended. Similarly, on the White Tiger Clan's side, two extreme weapons entangled the White Tiger Clan's royal soldiers.

The seven imperial weapons of Honghuang were all near Kunlun, and the two families began to confront each other.
It was not until several hours later that all the extreme forces finally reached an agreement, and things were about to change in Zhongzhou.

The two families failed to attack Kunlun and were severely damaged by Zhang Huan. Now even the return of the Jidao Emperor's soldiers cannot save the situation. They can only sell blood with other Jidao forces to survive.

Most of the power and market that originally belonged to the two companies were divided up, and many locations and industries that they controlled were lost, which almost rewrote the situation in Zhongzhou.

All the underworld forces can now participate in Zhongzhou, which is firmly controlled by the two families. Not only in terms of economy, but also in opening up the holy land Zhongzhou headquarters with great fanfare.

In order to prevent the two tribes from thinking of attacking Kunlun again, this time the various holy places also proposed a plan to leave a supervisory backup to completely eliminate this possibility.

After a few days, Zhongzhou became stable. Now that the top forces had spoken, the forces below could only follow their orders, and no one dared to disobey.

Taihao Holy Land was the first to open its headquarters, occupying an excellent area that originally belonged to the Zhang family. It is well connected and is a hub leading to all directions, making it extremely important.

Other forces also joined in and discussed intensively.

The divine organization was a little nervous, but did not take any action and waited and saw what would happen. After Quasi-Emperor Tianxu gained the old body, his cultivation level skyrocketed, and he advanced by several levels every month.

Bai Qi was secretly sent back to the clan for examination. The concentration of his blood was no less than that of the direct lineage, and he accidentally succeeded in returning to his ancestral home with the help of the precious blood. He had great potential.

The elders of the clan who survived the catastrophe conducted a thorough examination and confirmed that it was undoubtedly a regression to one's ancestral state. This made the new clan leader smile with joy, and he immediately established Bai Qi as the Holy Son of this generation.

There is no one else who can take the throne except him. All the direct descendants with some potential have met with Zhang Huan's murderous hands. Now there is only this one member of the clan whose bloodline has decent potential.

After becoming the Holy Son, Bai Qi was summoned and taught in person by the White Tiger Clan's royal soldiers. The royal soldiers took him very seriously and instructed the clan leader to use the best remaining treasures in the clan to train him and develop him into a capable player in the shortest possible time.

In the current clan, even the Great Sage is gone, and the strongest person is just a Saint King, which is a serious generational gap.
"Boy, I will teach you a secret technique to restrain the aura of your blood. If you see this person outside in the future, do not conflict with him. Stay as far away from him as possible."

The White Tiger clan's royal soldier pointed out a picture of light, which showed Zhang Huan's changed face in Kunlun.

One person knocked it and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd over, and killed all the strong men of the two tribes. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid, because even it had to run away when it saw Zhang Huan.

"Yes, I will follow the instructions of Master Huang Bing."

Bai Qi's eyes flickered.

As soon as he returned to his tribe, only Zhang Huan and Da Hu were left. Although it was a bit shameful, the crisis of the White Tiger Tribe had passed and Da Hu no longer had to be timid.

These days, he often brought Zhang Huan to and from Yudie Pavilion, and he was the one who treated all the guests, and he only found the best girls.

"Recently, the Jade Butterfly Pavilion has released news that the Great Saint of the Western Continent will invite the Fairy Feather Courtesan to play and sing a song again in half a month. Three thousand seats have been sold, and each seat costs 50,000 kilograms of divine energy."

Da Hu chuckled, took out two tokens from his arms and gave one to Zhang Huan.

"My brother asked someone to find some connections and bought two private rooms before the sale. Let's go and enjoy the beauty of the peerless courtesan together in half a month."

Zhang Huan couldn't help but think of the courtesan's naked, snow-white and delicate body. Well, she had beautiful curves and was very well-endowed.

It was another night of training in Yudie Pavilion. This time, Dahu asked for four people. He hugged them from front, back, left and right, and glanced at Zhang Huan with pride.

Zhang Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked one at random, brought him into the room, and cast a spell to control him.

Sitting on the bed and concentrating carefully, he let the holy energy circulate throughout the body. He first warmed up twice, and then continuously transformed the pseudo-immortal energy according to the immortal scriptures.

"I feel like I'm not far from breaking into the Saint King realm. After all, I have no shackles. I can just rise with the tide. I just need to accumulate pseudo-immortal power."

He only practiced at night during this period, but he still made rapid progress and was about to enter the next great realm again.

Just swallow a piece of yellow plum leaf and refine it in your stomach.

"I have recently re-polished the five secret realms, and they are pretty good. At least I don't need to go deeper into the repair before I become a Quasi-Emperor. It's worth spending a lot of immortal treasures on it."

The stronger the secret realms are, the deeper their foundation is. This is an intuitive reflection.

Now, Zhang Huan's Sea of ​​Bitterness alone has transformed several times, from its original dead silence into a five-colored pool of sea that is like the source of life, emitting vast vitality.

Huang Zhongli contributed a lot of effort, working day and night. His leaves had withered visibly and were almost all gone, although many of them were pulled out by Zhang Huan.

"We still have to find some rare soil that can grow the elixir of immortality. This is not a long-term solution. If the yellow plums only produce but do not replenish, there will be problems sooner or later."

As he was muttering, Zhang Huan suddenly sensed two auras, within a thousand miles, which were the two marks he had personally made.

(End of this chapter)